Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 190 Delia's Situation
In fact, Yaro didn't know how much his words would change the academy.

After all, many problems are interconnected, and simply making changes to the college cannot solve the fundamental issues.

Yaro's current solution can only temporarily resolve the immediate predicament. It is foreseeable that Owl Wizarding Academy will eventually face the same situation again.

Human desires are never satisfied; this is an unsolvable problem.

"Great! Excellent! Yarrow, you are truly a genius! Your ideas and your thinking are all so unique yet so logical!"

"Yaruo, with your method, and by eliminating those incompetent and disgusting parasites, the academy will definitely become incredibly great!"

Bosco appeared extremely excited and happy, as if he had finally seen a bright future.

Yaro smiled slightly: "Teacher, you flatter me!"

His resolve to leave remained unchanged!
Yaro was too lazy to deal with these troublesome matters; in his opinion, it was better for the world to remain as it was!
After all... what if this world becomes too powerful and invades the world of my past life?
Live your own life well, strengthen yourself, and if you have the chance, secretly research and see if there's a way back... Isn't that better?
But... why did the clown in the suit say that this was a crucial turning point for the academy?

This question flashed through Yaro's mind for a moment, but was quickly forgotten.

As long as Professor Bosco is happy, what does it matter to him how the college develops?

Um... his status as a dropout from the Owl Wizarding Academy is even more striking?
Yaro couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.

Bosco, who was constantly copying, noticed Yaro's subtle movements and looked up, asking in confusion, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Yaro wouldn't reveal his true thoughts, so he changed the subject, saying, "It's nothing. By the way, Professor Bosco, is Senior Delia alright?"

Judging from the situation of the ritual, Delia is the core of the ritual. Yaro had not seen her come out before, and he did not know her current situation.

“Delia?” Bosco asked, puzzled. “Who is Delia?”

I almost forgot, Bosco doesn't know Senior Delia!
Yaro instinctively reached to scratch his head, but instead touched a hard, dry patch, causing his scalp to itch. He gave an embarrassed smile, awkwardly lowered his hand, and explained to Bosco, "How is that girl in the center of the altar now?"

"Her?" Bosco hesitated, turning back to the silent clown in the suit beside him. "Lord Tides, how is that girl?"

The fact that Yaro could mention the girl's name showed that the girl and Yaro were definitely close, which is why Bosco specifically repeated it, just to remind the clown in the suit to try to say something positive.

However, this kind of dialogue, which requires practice and appears flawless on the surface, could not fool Aro, who had been reincarnated.

He felt a slight tremor in his heart, and a sense of unease arose within him.

Bosco's lifespan is nearing its end, and his insight is absolutely sharp. Since he specifically gave these instructions, then...

The clown in the suit looked at the two of them, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke about something else: "After just counting, a total of 1,326 people have died due to prolonged blood loss."

One thousand...more?

Yaro, whose emotions had already calmed down, couldn't help but twitch the muscles on his face.

Did that little brat, who had endured so many hardships to finally arrive at the academy, just die so quietly?
Bosco, who had initially been smiling, gradually hardened his gaze and his expression grew increasingly somber.

"However..." the clown in the suit changed the subject and continued, "the little girl in the center of the altar is not in any danger."

Yaro's suppressed emotions eased slightly, and he raised an eyebrow at the clown in the suit.

Are you using a strategy of first criticizing and then praising?

The death toll of over a thousand is indeed appalling.

Especially for Yaro, who had seen those corpses and whose friend had crawled out of them, the impact of this data was even deeper. But those people, after all, had no connection with Yaro. If he hadn't seen those corpses, for Yaro, it would truly just be a slightly bloody number.

The clown in the suit then added, "...but it doesn't really count as living either."

This is a seasoned veteran of conversations.

First, I'll tell you a piece of news that has little to do with this, but is still very alarming. Then, I'll tell you something that is infinitely better in comparison. Finally, I'll tell you about the bad thing that follows it.

If the clown in the suit were to bluntly state that Delia was neither dead nor alive, what would Yaro's mindset be?
Hatred towards the academy will definitely increase!
However, after the clown in the suit spoke, Yaro was actually relieved that Delia was not among the more than a thousand dead, and all the attention was focused on Delia.

"Lord Tides, what's wrong with her?" Yaro asked hurriedly.

The clown in the suit then explained in a normal way: "The little girl named Delia was chosen by Alice as the body for her resurrected daughter. Although the blood sacrifice ritual ultimately failed, her spirit was greatly affected."

"Moreover, Alice's daughter's memories and the virtual soul she constructed have long been integrated into her body."

"So she has been asleep all this time."

"Right now, I can only suppress that virtual soul and slowly extract the spiritual power contained within it."

"I don't know how long it will take to complete, and I can't guarantee that it won't affect her consciousness."

"I can only guarantee that she will survive, but I can't guarantee what will happen after she survives."

The clown in the suit quickly added, "But don't worry, the blood sacrifice ritual failed. The reason her consciousness changed is because she was impacted by other memories. Once she wakes up, if she has familiar people with her, she should be able to gradually recover."

Memory impacted?

Yaro was very experienced in this kind of thing. Every time he learned or upgraded a skill, a memory would be added to his mind out of thin air, and he still vividly remembered the pain of that experience.

The upgrade only added basic knowledge, but what Delia received was very likely someone else's memories, making the subsequent outcome unpredictable.

Yaro was somewhat worried, but he had no choice but to leave the matter to the clown in the suit: "Then I'll have to trouble you, sir!"

“She has an older brother named Desi, who is an intermediate apprentice in the academy…” Yaro turned to look at Bosco and bowed deeply. “Teacher, when you have time, please convey these things to him.”

Bosco also knew that Yarrow was giving instructions about the academy's future.

He sighed, put away his pen and paper, and strode over to Yaro.

Looking at the boy who had grown much taller, Bosco wanted to reach out and rub his head, but instead tilted his hand slightly and patted Yaro's shoulder heavily.

"Yaro, go without worry!"

"I originally wanted to do this myself, but I'm not in the right state right now, so I'll have to rely on you to do it!"

A group of people who have been hiding in the academy for years are not only devouring their own gains, but also destroying the academy they love!
Bosco's expression was fierce, his swaying body unable to conceal the stench of murderous intent, his tone icy and devoid of emotion: "We must be decisive, we can't give them time to react!"

"Okay, teacher!"

Yaro clenched his fists, unable to contain the turmoil in his heart any longer.

'I imagine the wizards outside are getting impatient too, aren't they?'

(End of this chapter)